martedì 30 agosto 2016

Streets of Philadelphia (Bruce Springsteen)

I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt.
I was unrecognizable to myself.
I saw my reflection in a window, I didn't know my own face.
So brother are you gonna leave me wasting away
On the streets of Philadelphia.

I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone,
I heard voices of friends vanished and gone,
At night I hear the blood in my veins,
Just as black and whispering as the rain,
On the streets of Philadelphia.

Ain't no angel gonna greet me.
It's just you and I my friend.
And my clothes don't fit me no more,
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin.

Night is fallen, I'm lying awake,
I can feel myself fading away,
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss,
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of Philadelphia.

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